His tool was saluting at my body.After massaging my back he asked me to turn and face my front portion but I asked him to massage my curvy ass and thi...hs for some more time as I was feeling good and he continued for some more time and gave me a nice pleasure and I was dripping more and more and even my moan became wilder after sometime I asked him to stop and I turned my front portion for getting some more pleasure.He was amazed at my beauty as my boobs were very firm and nipples were pointing. "All right. But don't expect me to like it. How would you like to look at your grave?" What did she say?" Jessica questioned. "We know that you've been talking to her." You don't want to know," Fred tried."Bullshit," Carla said. "Out with it." She doesn't want to go to the cemetery." Well, that's a no-brainer," Carla said, stifling a giggle. "So we're not going?" Yes, we're going. I have to go. It wouldn't be right to be this close and not go." So, she isn't pleased?" Jessica asked, grinning at. Maintaining my oral contact with the base of her neck, I maneuvered my hands between her shoulder blades and instinctively unclasped her bra strap. Her tits dropped slightly, but maintained their incredible firmness. I grabbed her loosened brassiere and pulled it from her shoulders and casually dropped it to the floor. Groping now, I held each breast in my hands and pushed them together and pulled them apart as my palms kneaded her rock hard nipples. My continual kneading action and pulling. I have a faraway smile on my face, as do you, and we are locked in eye contact... the atmosphere is intense, my mind and body are in overload... I moan and nod, slowly at first, almost subconsciously, gently pushing my belly up higher, offering it to you...'Take me... take my belly... stab me and kill me !' I say, like so many times before. 'Pleaaaaase.... give it to me... I need it, I must have it....' We have talked this way so many times, you know all the unbelievable, submissive things I.